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ahntherootvessel · 4 months

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I’m glad you asked @hello-universe-lovers

I wanted to wait until I finish Ahn’s comic Flowerborn, but seeing the pace and how life is going, it ain’t gonna be anytime soon. So imma spill. Buckle up cuz this is a long one.

Ahn is a child who followed a voice into the world unknown. They crawled and climbed, until they saw someone, or something, that looked like themself. They thought it was a friend. And so they followed again, into a different darkness than what they’re used to. And so, Nosk found a new prey. I won’t go into details, but Ahn wasn’t traumatized by the pain that Nosk toyed upon them. But rather the many, many vessels that laid lifeless in the lair before them. Just like back in the abyss. But it wasn’t the fall or the void that killed them, but a hunter who played with its victims. It was long and grueling, but eventually another vessel came, and it was Lost Kin.

Lost Kin managed to get Ahn out of there, but not without sustaining injuries. They returned back to Lost Kin’s camp, where another vessel sat impatiently waiting: Greenpath Vessel. Greenpath Vessel immediately took Ahn under their wings and nursed Lost Kin back to health, as healthy as a partially-infected vessel could be. The trio stayed together, with the “older” vessels coaxing Ahn to open up. One night, Ahn woke up, and saw something strange. Lost Kin was asleep, but Greenpath vessel was wide awake and they were using their focus on the sleeping vessel. They were focusing the Lost Kin’s infection into them. When they realized Ahn was watching, they winked and asked them to keep it a secret. Ahn agreed, why wouldn’t they? They didn’t know what the infection was. The two vessels decided it was better to keep Ahn in the dark about the seriousness of the matter.

It was just a little secret between two naive children.

You could imagine the guilt, trauma, and shame when Ahn realized what Greenpath was really doing right after they succumbed to the infection and died under Lost Kin’s blade.

Ahn then decided they will do everything to protect Lost Kin, as this was what Greenpath died to do.

Ahn and Lost Kin grew as thick as thieves during their quest: to free their siblings from the abyss. But Ahn, a vessel who didn’t have full comprehension of their abilities, couldn’t stop the infection from growing within Lost Kin. They were so close to the door, they were just a floor away when Lost Kin fully succumbed. Ahn didn’t know what to do. When Lost Kin still had their mind, they begged Ahn to kill them and not let them be a pawn of the angered goddess. Their roots raised in instinctual self-defense, and Lost Kin perished. Ahn did everything to bring them back, but their flowers, as powerful as they are, can’t bring the dead back from death. And so, freshly stained with orange, they stumbled to the door of the abyss.

They could only stare from their knees when the white of the King’s Brand sealed their siblings away. Greenpath Vessel and Lost Kin’s deaths were for nothing.

Ahn wandered Hallownest, fully alone since Nosk. Then, they met Ghost. Ahn saw the will in Ghost’s eyes, and the utter grief was killing them, so they accompanied the vessel through their adventures.

It was all fine and dandy until they stumbled into the Ancient Basin. Ahn was frozen stiff, but had to follow their new sibling. Then, the fight with Broken Vessel commenced. And Broken Vessel was no more.

Then the quest to find the Kingsoul started. With dreamnail in hand, the two ventured off into Hallownest. Ghost killed every warrior, and every boss, that is, but one.

Lost Kin.

Ahn didn’t kill Lost Kin once. They killed their beloved sibling three times, all to grant them the peace that they begged for.

Ahn is a child who had to do things not even grown bugs would do. And they had to live with it.

#hollow knight #hk lost kin #hk greenpath vessel #hk ghost #hollow knight oc #take away: the gods are bitches for involving kids into their drama #i wrote this all while i was delaying a phone call to school #wow that took 30 minutes of typing #take away pt 2: fuck dreams #i have more but i really need to atleast ring up the school.#any questions are welcome #no beta we die like lost kin

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hazyaltcare · 2 months

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Hi! Can I please get a Ghost from Hollow Knight typing quirk suggestion? Thanks so much! (Gonna nyoink anon tag 🪷🌙 if that's okay!)

Hello! Thank you so much for your patience <:B

Multiple of us tried to work on this, but, we have only been able to do it now. So I hope you like these suggestions.

Typing quirk suggestion for a Ghost kin from Hollow Knight

Replacing the letter "O" with ⚫, "0" (zero), or ● to symbolize Void

Replacing the letter "O" with ⚪ to symbolize a Soul Vessel

Replacing the letter "X" with ⚔️ and "I" or with 🗡️ to symbolize one's nail

Replacing letters with 👻, maybe an "A"

Using all lowercase or all italics

Bug puns and wordplay, such as using "bugger" as an insult, using "shell" to refer to one's body, "claws" for hands, "mandibles" for mouth, "antennae" for ears, "nymph" "larvae" or "grub" for children, "imago" for adults, etc.

Ghost and knight-related puns and wordplay, if you so choose.

Using fancy brackets to sandwich your words like a higher being, like this:

⊱⊰ (just fancy)

⩤⩥⫷⫸ (nail-shaped)

< > (is also nail-shaped but not as fancy)

Emoticon/kaomoji of yourself, which you can adjust to your liking:

( ( ) ) ( ( ) )

(⚫⚫) (O O)

Mod Vintage (🦀)

#hollow knight kin #ghost kin #ghost hollow knight kin #ghost hk kin #the knight kin #typing quirk #typing quirk suggestion #typing quirk suggestions #fictionkin #Mod Vintage #🪷🌙 anon #🦀

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lusalemaart · 10 months

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Like a couple of weeks ago there was a Drawfee video where they put their names into a Pokedex entry generator, and I decided to do it with my name.

#lazy ass render. i just didnt feel like finishing this #was shooting for siren. like. bird siren rather than a mermaid siren. thats what the entry made me think of #dont love this. in fact i kind of hate it. oh well. at least i . did. something.#ANYWAYS im obsessed with how i as a pkmn sound like a human but its impossible to understand what im saying #SO tru!!!!!!!#also love being water. water is my fav type alongside ghost #i9dk what to tag thiss as #misc #good enough #im fucking FIFTEEN FEET TALL!!!!!!!!#THIS GUY BOTHERIN U QUEEN #attempting to draw a siren of sorts is like. chicken person. also.#u know talk about like. what your Animal Obsession was as a kid? like horse/dragon/wolf ect?#i was a bird enjoyer. i drew birds in every god damn school paper margin. like bird pokes where always my fav.#so many bird pokes are emo lol. like murkrow and pidgeot and staraptor. love that. just emo little guys #and thats another reason why i opted more bird route than mermaid #mostly crows. drew a ton of crows everywhere. painted a crow in hs painting class.#like. cant run from my g*r* *ak*ch* kin. cant do it. i cant. even pre pee five #i try and escape... but i cant. really. fuckin embarrasing

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musashi · 9 months

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adding onto that other kinbait ask i think you might also like lynne ghost trick?? ive only been following you for a while but her strongest personality traits are Cheerful and Very Protective Of Her Sibling and i love her very much.

Wow really? I was eying the dom lady with the riding crop. Lol

A little perplexed by the traits you chose here though. Are those Me Traits? They seem very generic and only vaguely in line with my kintypes' traits and my own. Kind of confused. Is there something else I'm missing?

#ill play ghost trick eventually but she does not seem like a character id kin at all. she seems more like a Maya Type from what ive seen

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strixton · 9 months

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no matter how far into sipping for other characters I get, Karl Heisenberg is always there at the top of my list. that gross engineering cowboy old man is still on the top of my fictional simp list, and he isn't even the prettiest one on the list. but he's these and I think he'll be there for a while

#im not kidding hes still higher than ghost and konig and price and alejandro from cod #hes ranked higher than soap too but soap is more kin and gender than simp #...yeah i have a type...

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frogchiro · 5 months

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Your sleazy neighbor ghost… I’m obsessed 🫣 He def is the corruption/breeding/obsessive type of guy

Also I hope your day was well Kin! - 💖

He definitely is!

But can you really blame him?? In his eyes someone like you won't survive long 'in the wild', a young woman like you isn't made for living like this, all alone in a shitty part of town and even shittier building with all those creeps crawling around like maggots, but he's different! He's strong and resilent, much older than you, sure, but that means more experience and being able to take good care of you♡

And yes you're so right that he's very obsessive :( I wouldn't technically call it stalking but he does 'keep an eye on you'. You could swear that sometimes you saw him looking at you through the foggy windows when you arrived home from work. Not to mention his unsettling habits of suddenly appearing behind you whenever you go and check the mail or go down to the basement of the building and he's suddenly there. It doesn't help at all that the basement is basically dark and dingy all the time since the lights are broken almost all the time and the stench of wet dirt and mold doesn't help the situation at all :(

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #💖 anon #sleazy neighbour!ghost #cod x reader #cod mw x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley cod #simon ghost riley #simon riley

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themusicalsky · 2 years

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I be watching ducktales and be like "why do i relate to these three specific trait of the triplets" and just be a donald kinnie

#I have one type of kin and its ' fails at everything but still tries and is nd'#ghost talk

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thegnomelord · 4 months

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I love your monster au so much. It makes the monsterlover/fucker in me real happy. Sorry just wanted to share my appreciation.

I've been thinking too, how would you feel about writing a underwater sea creature reader? (No pressure but I hope this idea tickles your fancy so I'll infodump my ideas on you) They can live on land and stuff but drag their prospective mate into a deep underwater ravine when they want to mate. Idk how to describe it, like I have an idea in my head of what the creature's traits would be but I can't find a way to put it into words.

I'm going to give it a try though, (excuse the fact it won't make much sense, my thoughts jump around a lot. But I'll try and make it coherent.) Basically, my mind went to underwater dragons. So with most of the traits that you wrote for dragons, like the purring and the tails intertwining (and the sharing of scales). But I was thinking without wings, because you don't need them underwater. But we glow in the dark, because we are deepsea creatures we have adapted to become bioluminescent. Oh and also we have gills and stuff still when we are on land.

Idk if this is confusing or just something you don't want to write but I was hoping for you to include a more sfw part with the mating dance maybe and then then an actual nsfw part (dom top male reader??)

But at the end of the day this is just a suggestion and it's up to you if you want to write it or not. (If you do write it can it be with ghost or gaz?? gaz giving us shiny things but sea related, like shells? and/or ghost struggling through knowing how to court us. Both of them being confused of what to do because we are a new type of dragon that not many people knew existed and our courting traditions are mostly unknown??

Okay this is cool and it tickles my brain of having just this big fucking monster that's gigantic due to deep sea gigantism :D, I also picked Gaz cause I like the sea/sky duality.

CW:NSFW, subbot gaz, domtop Mreader, quick and rough

When you first joined the taskforce, Gaz didn't know what to expect. Your species had been newly discovered, barely any information about you, but something about you put some ancient part of his mind on edge, ants nipping on the sinew of his wings until his body begged to return to the safety of the sky.

First time he met you, you reminded him less of a dragon and more of a Leviathan — something that dwelled where the light didn't reach, far too big than anything should be allowed to be, bright bioluminescent markings shimmering against dark scales to lure prey into crushing jaws filled with sharp crooked teeth, horns like spears to pin down what couldn't fit in your maw, powerful legs built to swim and breach the surface of the water to catch unaware flyers like Gaz just to pull them down into the abyss to be devoured.

He would have been more. . . unsettled by you had you not been so nice.

You towered over him even in your mostly human form, but you were a gentle giant, happy to let him use you as a perch and humming along as he talks, joining in on his and Johnny's pranks and hiding them when Price eventually catches them.

And Gaz doesn't even notice when your presence no longer makes his feathers puff up, the shadow you cast over him now warm and welcoming after all the times you'd been a meat shield for him. He tils his head back to catch sight of your eyes as he leans back, soft feathers rubbing against your clothes, "Hey there big man." Gaz smiled.

You hum, your hand coming to loosely hold his hip, holding the pretty thing close to you. "Hi." You purr, the small biolights along your body flickering in seemingly random patterns, but nothing about them was random to you or your kin, your interest in him painfully obvious.

But to your dismay Gaz doesn't understand, just snorts at your colorful display. "What's got you in a good mood today?" He asks, eyes tracing the dancing lights, that instinctual bird part of his mind liking the sight, and the low rumble of your voice, and just. . . being near you.

You blink, "You," You say simply, your people aren't ones to mince words.

Gaz can feel his body heat up at your declaration, feathers puffing up, but strikes down any thoughts about you before they turn inappropriate and cause him to coo at you. "Fine, keep yer secrets." He huffs and gets out of your hold, wings stretching out to purposely show off his feathers as he walks away, tail feathers flickering.

He can feel your eyes follow after him, hummingbirds pecking at his spine and he doesn't know if he should feel that way. And all you can think of is how you could drag your pretty bird down into the abyss without clipping his wings.

. . .

Gaz watches you lazily swim around the lake near their current base in your real form, "Havin' a nice soak in there Nessie?" He asks as he walks the short pier and sits down, dipping his feet in the water as his wings spread out lazily behind him.

A low rumble leaves you like a distorted whale song, your large form pushing through the water like a submarine cutting through the ice. "Nessie?" You ask as swim over to him, "Who's that?"

"Never mind about that," Kyle grins, his eyes roaming along your large form as the biolights flicker once again in that specific pattern that means nothing to him but everything to you. "You look happy."

You shrug, "It's nice to be back in the water." Without a word you heave yourself out of the water and onto the pier, large hands clutching the wood on either side of him, a deep purr rumbling in your chest at how close he is to you now. "Did you need something?" You ask, biolights flickering seductively.

Kyle swallows drily, eyes going wide as he registers you loom over him, can smell the sea and salt still clinging to your scales, something other than fear buzzing down his spine from how close your dangerous teeth are to him. "Oh, right, uh," He clears his throat to clear the molasses clinging to it, wings spreading out in a way that got his feathers shining in the setting sun as he reached into his pocket.

"I, um. . . I got you this." He said, holding out the seashell he'd found for you. His breath caught in his throat as you looked at it, hoping you liked it; he'd spent hours polishing it until it was shining, the colors vibrant and every single scratch buffed out.

"Thank you," You rumbled and took the seashell into your hand. Your pupils dilated, a very pleased purr rumbling in your chest — oh, he was so thoughtful, such a good mate to bring a rare treat for you.

Kyle felt like a bloody peacock at the way his wings spread out, but he couldn't care less about his posturing when you accepted his gift, his heart fluttering like butterflies in a jar.

Then you ate it.

You ate his gift.

His heart shatters like the seashell between your fangs, wings dropping like a rock, never having expected to be rejected like that. "I- what- why did- if you-" He couldn't even form words to say what he wanted, pressing a hand to his face in an attempt to hide the way his eyes prickled with vestiges of tears.

Unfortunately for him, you notice. "Oh, little bird, what's wrong?" Your voice is soothing, biolights pulsing in a slow and calming way as you gently pry his hand from his face, looking into his eyes. "Did I do something wrong?"

Kyle doesn't look you in the eyes, doesn't know what the hell to feel right now, the words spewing out of his mouth before he could control them. "Why would you do that!" He hisses.

You tilt your head. "You gifted it to me." You say like it's supposed to explain everything, reaching up to cup his cheek, your clawed hand cold and wet against his skin. "It was very good." You lean in closer, a deep purr rumbling in your throat, your long tail moving to curl around his leg.

Kyle sucks in a sharp breath as you push you loom over him your hands on either sides of him keeping him in place, feeling himself slowly lay back as you creep over him onto the pier, heart drumming in his chest. "Wh-what?"

You snort, eyes glowing like anglerfish lures, lowering your head down to lick a stripe up his neck, claws raking down his front. "Let me show you my appreciation, yes?"

Kyle shivers at the sensation of your teeth against his throat, body heating up, your scent — of sea and salt and something very very old — invading his nose, an involuntary chirp escaping his chest. "Ah, yeah, sure just-" Kyle yelps as your claws cut through his clothes, wings quivering as they're pressed against the wooden pier behind him.

"Relax little bird," You coo softly, licking around his lips in what counts as a kiss for you when your maw is filled with vicious teeth, tongue trailing down to lick up the drops of his salty sweat. "I'll be gentle."

And gentle you are; softly licking up the blood after your fangs had left marks on his skin, sharp claws holding his trembling hips tenderly as your rough tongue worms inside him, soft purrs and deep rumbles vibrating your tongue against his prostate until he's sobbing, his hands clutching your horns to hold your head closer as his cock leaks a puddle of pre onto his abdomen.

He whines when you continue stretching him with your tongue, "Please, mate, just-" Kyle sucks in a sharp breath as your tongue once again grazes his prostate, thighs clenching around your head. "-just please fuck me already! I can't- I'm not going to-"

Kyle sobs with joy and anguish when you pull your tongue out, the slimy appendage slithering back into your maw and leaving him painfully empty. "Alright, alright," You coo, moving up to drape your body over his, nuzzling your cheek against his as you line your hard cock with his stretched hole. "Relax,"

The tip of your cock breaching his puckered hole has Kyle sucking in a sharp breath, "Easier said than done mate," He chuckles, closing his eyes and just trying to focus on your scent and just you, groaning. Fuck, you're big in all aspects, his body clenching down like a vice before relaxing enough for you to slowly push further, spreading his walls wide until you're fully inside him, your hips resting against his.

"There you go," You purr, letting Kyle adjust as you nibble on his neck, biolights flickering happily when he rocks his hips into yours. "Taking me so well,"

Gaz can feel his body heat up at your words, throwing his head back when you rock your hips, cock hard and heavy inside him, dragging against his walls with every minute movement that has him panting and whining, his legs crossing behind your back to pull your hips closer every time you pull out.

The world escapes your notice, all your attention fully on him as you focus on mating him, pulling needy desperate sounds from Kyle's lips, your large hand gently stroking his leaking dick as your cock rubs against his prostate, your unhurried pace making him cum again and again and again until he's a moaning boneless mess by the time you cum inside him.

#gnome correspondence #trinkets from the hoard #cod mw2 #x reader #male reader #top male reader #kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick x male reader #kyle garrick x male reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #cod smut #cod monster au #cod modern warfare #monster 141 au #monster cod au #cod mwii #cod x male reader

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punkitt-is-here · 9 months

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huge loiswasadevil fan here and i can explain all the lore. lois (loiswasadevil) and peter jr (what i’ll be calling peter griffin junior bc i don’t want to type out everything) both kin characters from family guy meaning that they believe that family guy is real in an alternate reality and they share souls. peter jr is actually a character from a brief family guy cutaway where it’s mentioned that peter griffin sr shook his and lois’s son (who’s name is peter jr)to death (this was only mentioned once and played as a joke ig). lois has a “devils heart” meaning that so many bad things have happened to her that her heart became evil, and the devils heart gets unlocked anytime somebody is a “catalyst”, which is usually people that make fun of her, send anon hate, or are rude to her. i don’t think??? peter jr has a devils heart??? but his soul is dark and he lives on as a ghost wishing that he could contact his family. the one one he can contact is lois because peter jr for some reason lived on in this reality after dying in family guy

#my posts #asks #anon #shitposts #my art #bweenop

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citizenoftmrrwlnd · 8 months

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self care for : yamask (pokemon) without specifics beyond asking for the exclusion of stim toys

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#💫selfcare #💫for you #💫blue line | queue!#pokemon kin #pokekin #poke kin #pkmn kin #pkmnkin #pokemonkin #kin care #kin help #kin stuff #kin request #fictionkin #yamaskkin #yamask kin #ghost type kin #ghostkin #ghost kin

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dollarstore-kins · 7 months

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Ghost type Asexual Miku icons requested by Anon!!

Please tell us if there's anything you'd like different! :3

-Mod ET

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littleapocalypsekitten · 7 months

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Love is Inevitable

Cross-posted to my original writeblr, Rusted Dreams Stories Posted here because I think more people see me here, but please consider giving my writeblr a follow / reblog from there. One of those "Humans are Space Orcs" "Humans are Weird" type of stories, only instead of admiring us for our physical-endurance abilities, an alien species admires our emotional resilience.

Love is Inevitable In the ages since contact had been made with the Earth and the human species, the other rational races of the Pan-Galactic Alliance had their various reasons for either abhorring or admiring them. A great many of the peoples admired Humanity for their general physical endurance – the ability to recover quickly from wounds and to withstand conditions that would kill a great many beings. However, the Mhrr’ah held them in awe for a very different kind of endurance. First contact between the two species was a bit awkward because humans could not help but compare the Mhrr’ah to a certain kind of pet animal they kept. “Kitty!” - They resembled bipedal cats save for the small horns upon their heads, longer, boxier faces and notable biological differences such as reproduction through eggs. In turn, the Mhrr’ah compared humans to the golb, a small, bald, purplish-colored animal they kept as friends, although they were arguably more pig-like or doggish. Their respective choice of pets, strangely, was what had started conversation which led to the Mhrr’ah thinking of humans as particularly tough. The Mhrr’ah were rather appalled that humans kept companion animals that did not match their own lifespans. They were even more confounded by the ability of human beings to pick up and keep working and living after the loss of kin. The Mhrr’ah were highly emotional beings. As soon as they had grown, they tended to part ways with their parents, but stayed in touch with their clutch-mates. They formed attachments with mates and friends of similar health-status and age (and they did live long, by the human reckoning) so as to maximize the likelihood of a life together. Most forms of conflict on their planet were a distant memory of ancestral forms because of this peculiar type of empathy. If one Mhrr’ah in a friend or family group died, the rest of their strong attachments was sure to follow. It was almost unheard of for one to lose a life-mate and not to have their own body shut down in pure despair within months of the event. Conversations with humans brought up widows, those who had lost brothers, best friends, parents and animal companions time and again. Humans spoke to them of Stages of Grief and of the ways they’d sought out each other to support themselves through it. They spoke of ghost stories and mythical lands of the dead where some hoped to be reunited someday with those they’d loved. The Mhrr’ah, who did not understand how one could fall, but not the others in one’s chosen circle would bow their heads in salute to the resilient human explorers and tradesmen they’d met if they ever had a sad story. And that is to say nothing of other tales the humans told them – the loss of homes, the loss of friends though things other than death, various mental breakdowns that they could recover from. This, to them, was far more impressive than any physical endurance that humans ever had. The Mhrr’ah were a people who were careful to keep to small circles and careful to keep themselves safe. They tried to distance themselves from forming friendships with humans even as they’d formed partnerships of mutual benefit simply because they knew that humans felt strong emotions, too, but were shorter lived than they were. A human might keep a Mhrr’ah in their memory if they’d loved and lost a friend, but a Mhrr’ah would not be capable of it for long. In the end, they’d even formed attachments with pets knowing that they would outlive them by many spans. When asked, the humans said something that resonated with all Mhrr’ah. “We really can’t help it. Love is inevitable.”

#hfy #humans are space orcs #humans are weird #humans are amazing #science fiction #short stories #short story #original short story #cat-people #cross-posted #fiction

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rusteddreamsstories · 7 months

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Love is Inevitable

A "Humanity Fuck Yeah!" "Humans are Space Orcs" type of story, except that instead of an alien species admiring us for our ability to endure physical hardships, they admire us for our ability to endure grief.

#hfy #humans are space orcs #humans are weird #science fiction #short stories #short story #cat-people #humans are amazing #fiction

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issdisgrace · 1 year

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Can I please get some platonic hcs with Ghost and/or Roach pretty pretty please?

PLATIONIC GHOST & ROACH HEADCANONS

WARNINGS: None

BOTH

You met them when you joined the 141 and you guys immediately took to each other. You guys were drawn to each other.

You guys are 3 peas in a pod. You got each other's backs. Like you are never seen without one another. Some wonder with how often you guys are together if you go to the bathroom together.

They treat you like their kid. It doesn’t matter if you're older than them, they will treat you like their baby. They make sure you have everything you need. Food, water, something to entrain you with.

They know everything about you; Blood type, next of kin, favourite food, history of illness. They know you better than you know yourself. You're their baby after all.

They are very comforting, so if you have something like adhd and autism like me and you get overstimulated. They are quick to pull you away from whatever is overstimulating.

Some people thought you guys were dating, but that was immediately shut down when you guys were like, fuck no, they are just my besties.

If you have any sleeping issues, they will make sure you get some sleep. They’d go as far as to get you a snack and something to drink. Then, after you had those, they would tuck you in and stay with you until you go to sleep. If you jokingly ask if they are gonna read to you. Ghost reads while Roach signs commentary. It can be funny because Roach likes to take his commentary so seriously that it is funny after a certain point.

GHOST

Ghost is the type of he sees you're upset. He will make you a cup of tea and pull you to side and comfort you while you sip on it.

Ghost is amazing cook WILL cook you comfort food if he sees you in a slump. He will literally go out of his way to make you a comfort food.

If you have nightmares, he’s the best person to go to. He’s up anyway, so you don’t have to worry about waking someone up. He’s someone who understands where you're coming from and he treats you as if you're a kid. In his mind he’s thinking, ‘what would kid me want in this situation’. That train of thought really helps get you wound down.

Scary dog privileges. Ghost is very protective of the people he cares about. So he will literally follow you and Roach around. He’s always lurking and heavy forbids if someone talks bad about you guys. Hell will be brought down on that person.

ROACH

Roach will make matching friendship bracelets for you guys. The bracelets are so nice and well made and you can tell there was so much effort that it brings a tear to both yours and Ghost eyes.

Teaches you sign language if you didn’t know it before you guys became friends. Ghost likes to sit in on these lessons sometimes so he can polish up on his sign language.

I headcanon Roach as autistic and that is why he is so understanding. So if you do have adhd or autism or both. He will be more than willing to sit and listen to you rant about special interest. He will sit listening for hours and actually shows interest in whatever you're talking about and not brushing you off.

Cares fidgets with him. So if he notices your fidgeting, even if it's slight fidgeting, he will reach into one of his many pockets and hands you a fidget.

#gary roach sanderson #simon ghost riley #cod #gary roach sanderson x male reader #gary roach sanderson x reader #simon ghost riley x male reader #simon ghost riley x reader #cod x male reader #cod x reader

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